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by Wolfgirl91 Dec 2, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I see you standing there on a hill of white snow your color intrigues me to let you know Your eyes are pure gold but your fur is blue how lucky are you to be blue Maybe your a wolf god to tell you the truth or maybe your just perfect the way god created you Either way I wonder about you standing there without a care maybe your just you